Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did, I would be annoying Bakura to no end because it's funny like that…. Moving on.


"Oh yeah? Well, I'll play Blue Eyes!" a boy yelled victoriously.

"What?! I lost?!" the other boy cried. "No way! You cheated!"

"Did not!"

"Did to!"

"SHUT UP!" a girl smacked them over the head.

"What was that for, Danielle?" one of them flinched.

"For being stupid, Phillip. This is ridiculous. In Yugioh, you would have never even played that card, or even have Blue Eyes to begin with. Yet, half of the people around the world own one. It ruins the whole concept of that being a rare card," Danielle crossed her arms.

"You don't even watch Yugioh anymore, so why bother?" Phillip stuck his tongue out.

"Yeah, lighten up, Danielle," the boy named Michael patted her shoulder. "It's only a game."

"Well I still think it's an insult to the show."

"Speaking of the show! Did you see the new episode yesterday?!" Phillip shouted with excitement.

"What are you, twelve? Besides, I watch the Japanese version, so I already know what happens," Michael rolled his eyes.

"What about you, Danielle?"

"Idiot, you just said so yourself that I don't watch it anymore, so why are you asking?"

"Who are you calling an idiot?!"

"I'm calling you an idiot!"

"Are you two fighting again?" a girl walked up. "Honestly, this group always argues with each other!"

"She started it," the two boys pointed at Danielle.

"WHY ARE YOU POINTING AT ME!?" she exclaimed.

"It's the Yugioh thing again, isn't it…" the girl known as Ann sighed. "But you don't even watch-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I don't watch it anymore. But to have and summon cards like Blue Eyes or Exodia so easily is ridiculous!"

"Well, it is just a game. It's the boys in the show you want to pay attention to," Ann winked.

"Not this again…" the three of them mumbled.

"What? There's nothing wrong with Seto at all!" Ann pouted.

"Of course not… Just the fact that almost every girl is in love with a jerk who thinks he's good at everything," Danielle argued.

"She called Kaiba by his first name… Creepy.." Phillip shuddered.

"Yeah, I'm way cooler than him," Michael grinned.

"YEAH RIGHT!" Danielle and Phillip shouted.

"Well, that's what makes him so great!" Ann huffed. "Think about it! If a jerk like him showed his nice side, then that would be so cool!"

"So now it's to "melt" his icy heart?" Danielle asked.

There was a short pause before the trio busted into laughter causing Ann to growl.

"What's wrong with that?!"

"Listen, Ann. If Mr. Rich-Dude ever shows his nice side, I'll start wearing dresses," Danielle patted Ann on the shoulder.

"Well the in that case, he'll never become nice," Phillip laughed.

The bell rang signaling that break time was over. Every student happily, or grimly walked back into their classrooms. Danielle sat next to Michael and Phillip sat in the back of Danielle. Ann sat in front of Michael. As the teacher began to talk, Michael began to fall asleep. Phillip, on the other hand, decided to organize his dueling deck and think of a new strategy to win a game. Ann was paying attention, but once in a while, she daydreamed about Kaiba.

Danielle merely zoned out the teacher completely. She never really understood anything the teacher said anyways, so she taught herself at home. Danielle watched the clock, as if wanting time to speed up. But of course, the clock stayed the same as always. Her mind strayed to Yugioh.

Hm.. I heard Michael tell me that the spirit of the puzzle was some sort of Egyptian Pharaoh. That's very interesting. I don't know much about Egyptians, but they do intrigue me.

Her eyes stayed on the clock as it was ticking away. Her mind was now blank and aimlessly stared at it hoping she might fall asleep and wake up at the end of school. But suddenly, her mind was fully awake… She stared hard at the clock. It began to tick slower and slower as each second passed. Danielle looked around and no one seemed to care.

I guess it's running out of batteries.

But her teachers voice began to slow down as well. Her eyes widened a bit, but she tried not to panic. She felt her forehead to make sure she wasn't coming down with anything, but she wasn't burning up at all. She checked her pulse, and it was normal. So what was going on…?

The clock completely stopped.

There was no talking. No ticking. No noise. Everything seemed to have stopped. However, that did not last very long. Everything turned black. She fell on her bottom as if her desk had completely disappeared. Or perhaps, she had completely disappeared.

"Where am I?" she observed her surroundings.

But what was there to observe? Everything was dark. Empty. Black. Although it seemed empty, Danielle did not let her guard down. It wasn't the dark she was afraid of. It was what was in it. In a blink of an eye, she was no longer standing in darkness. She was standing on

"Sand?" Danielle's eyes widened. "It was black a moment ago. How is this possible?"

It wasn't just the sand that was bothering her. It was the bright glowing sun. She hated the sun because it was bright, and it was extremely hot as of now. Not to mention there was nothing else but sand, sand, and more sand.

"…WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" she shouted into the sky. "This is ridiculous! Of all places I "magically" appear, IT'S A HOT LOCATION!?"

She kicked the sand and walked in a random direction. There was nothing a head of her, but, oh… more sand! The air seemed to be sizzling and blazing from the sun's heat making a reflection of the sand ahead of her. Of course, she knew it was only a mirage and although it looked like water, it was not.

"I'm guessing I'm in a desert then… but where?"

She walked for what seemed like hours. (it has only been a ten minute walk). Danielle felt her blood boil and wanted to wreck something. But she managed to keep her anger down and think about something else.

Why couldn't Phillip be sent here and be burnt to a crisp?

Okay, well maybe she didn't completely keep her anger down. She let out a short gasp at the sight ahead of her. Danielle ran as fast as she could with hope stirring in her. She stopped instantly and took the sight in. There were trees and bushes giving out shadows from the sun. And most of all, there was water.

"An oasis… ALL RIGHT!"

Danielle didn't bother to take off her clothes. She merely dived in and popped out of the water gasping for breath. She sighed with relief as her skin cooled down and she calmly floated on the water for some time. After a while, she sat in the shade of the tree to dry off. Danielle leaned back against the tree and relaxed, closing her eyes to rest.

But then, she heard something in the distance. A rumbling noise almost. She opened her eyes and turned her head to the noise. The sand flew up in the air wildly. It was not huge as if it were a sandstorm, but it was there. Squinting her eyes, she saw two horses galloping toward the oasis and of course, two men riding on it them.

"People! Maybe they could-!"

Danielle stopped mid-sentence. Even though she knew they were people, they could be anyone. She looked around for a place to hide, but still spy on them to make sure they weren't bad people. The horses finally arrived at their destination and the two men got off, walking toward the water with their horses. They filled their canteens and let their horses drink. Danielle slowly peeked from behind a large boulder and examined these new arrivals. They wore a strange hat that dangled and reached right above their shoulders. Their chests were bare being that they wore no shirt, and instead of pants, they wore a skirt.

..A skirt..? No. I think they were called… linen wraps. Egyptians wear that… I'M IN EGYPT!? So, they must be guards. I guess they won't be of any harm as long as I don't make them think I look suspicious.

Danielle was about to approach them until they began to talk to each other. She couldn't understand them at all…

No! they're speaking their language! They won't understand me at all! I might seem suspicious to them after all… Danielle sulked.

She watched as they laughed about whatever they were talking about. She had no idea what they were talking about, but for some reason, she didn't trust them. The way the spoke seemed as if they were bragging about something. The stabbing motion with their spears wasn't helping either. She sat back against the boulder thinking about what she was going to do. She peeked over the boulder again, and those men were still talking. Then something caught her eye. Their horses were tied to the trees right near the bushes, and they carried a lot of items. And idea popped into her mind.

POV of the guards

"And he begged for mercy!" he cried out.

They both began to laugh at the story and the other replied.

"After a waste of time catching useless thieves, it's good to amuse ourselves with those peasants."

"We could always make them look as suspicious as we want."

"And then what did you do?"

"Well, I took out my spear, which made him whimper in fear, and just when he thought that I was going to stab him, I poked him with the bottom of the spear, and he fainted! Then I took all the money he carried!"

They busted out laughing like madmen. However, they're laughing immediately ceased as they heard their horse cry out. The turned their heads to see someone in a cloak riding off with one of their horses.

"HEY, YOU! COME BACK HERE!" the man cried out.

"My horse!" the other man shouted in shock.

They both hopped on the remaining horse and galloped after this thief. It was hard catching up since the thief had gotten a head start. But they knew well where this thief was headed. They were headed for the city. It was just over the horizon. As they neared the entrance, the thief continued to ride right through the market and somehow managed not to hit anyone or anything.

"He's heading near a dead end! We'll get him there!" the guard growled.

They got closer and closer and the horse finally reeled back and came to a stop.

"We've got him now…" they took out their spears.

They ran up to the horse and glared up at the thief.

"Who are you?!" he cried yanking the cloak off. But there was only a pile of boxes. "What!?"

"He took our items!" the other guard checked the pouches.

"Impossible! Search for him!"

"No. We don't know when he escaped. He's probably long gone by now."

Regular POV

Danielle had luckily found a cloak in the pouches and put it over so they wouldn't recognize her. She rode off with the horse, but heard them coming after her with the other one.

"I guess I should've brought the other one with me, too."

She saw a city in the horizon and gaped. She seemed to be extremely lucky today. She rode right through the market and managed not to his anyone because they were quick enough to move out of the way. Danielle glanced behind her and the two guards were still hot on her trail. Since the horse practically knocked everything over, boxes flew everywhere. One box flew right at her, and she caught it. Another idea came to her head. She controlled the horse so it would cause another box to fly at her.

I only have one chance.

She turned the corner and immediately threw her cloak on the boxes and jumped off the horse into an alley. It hurt, but hopefully, she got away. She moved farther into the alley hoping the guards wouldn't see her. Their horse passed right by the alley. She smirked and cautiously peeked out of the alley. Danielle saw the men take off the cloak only to reveal boxes. Their reaction almost caused her to laugh. They apparently began to argue because they were screaming, but she still didn't know what they were saying.

Danielle reached in her pockets and pulled out a lot of coins from what she concluded as money. She had looked around the market when she was riding the horse and no one seemed to be dressed the same way as her.

"You'd think there would be tourists around here. I guess not. I better change into something else so I could fit in."

Danielle checked to see if the guards had gone. Both the horses were gone, so they must have ridden off. She saw some sort of long cloth hanging over a stand, but it wasn't being sold. It was only for shade. She grabbed one and covered herself with it, walking around the market. People were shouting or merely talking in the same language she did not understand. Danielle walked into what she thought was the clothing store. No one was inside, so she took off the cloak and put it down somewhere.

Danielle looked around for anything that could fit her, but a lot of them were dresses of some sort. The owner behind the counter kept an eye on her, thinking she was a suspicious person. She paid no mind to him though. After looking around the whole store, there were no pants whatsoever. It was either dresses or man skirts!

"Excuse me? Are there any pants around here?" Danielle asked.

Man's POV

The man stared at this strange girl. What in the world was she wearing? Did the weavers completely mess up and dropped it on her house so she could wear it? Was she that poor to wear these weird clothing? There was no way she could afford anything here then. The girl approached and asked something in a strange language.

"I don't understand what you're saying. Did your parents abandon you? Perhaps that is why you can't speak correctly?" he asked.

The girl seemed to have realized something and looked distracted.

So they did… Poor girl. Maybe I could help her.

"My. Name. Is. Abayomi. What. Is. Yours?"

Regular POV

Danielle assumed the man was asking something, but she couldn't understand him. She realized that they probably don't speak her language, so she tried to think of something. But then man slowly tried to speak to her. Danielle just stared at him. The man kept repeating Abayomi over and over again and pointed to himself.

Oh! He's trying to tell me his name is Abayomi. Well, I guess it's worth a try trying to communicate.

"Danielle. Danielle," she pointed at herself.

"Dalila?"

"No. Danielle," Danielle shook her head and said slowly.

Man POV

Poor creature. She can't even pronounce her own name. I guess I may have to teach her a few things. Well, I guess she's here to find clothes, so I'll help her.

The man motioned her to follow him and led her to a certain dress. He took it and handed it to her, but she shook her head.

"Picky, aren't you? Well then, how about this one. It would look lovely on you."

She stared at it, shook her head and pointed to what her legs were wearing.

"You want to wear something like that strange thing? My, my, you are a strange girl after all," he couldn't help but chuckle.

A lot of girls would love to get anything from this store, and here she is, wanting anything but a dress.

"I'm afraid the only thing that comes close to that are for dancers at the palace, but you don't seem much like a dancer nor are you from the palace. But I suppose… I can ask my wife to help you make something such as that. Come on."

Regular POV

Danielle noticed that he was trying to lead her somewhere, so she followed. He picked out something and handed it to her.

He's helping me pick…?

Danielle shook her head. Even though she was a girl, she was definitely not wearing a dress. The man said something and picked something else for her. Once again, she shook her head.

Maybe I could show him what I want.

Danielle pointed to her pants and showed him how she wanted it. The man only said something, but laughed. He continued to say something, but then motioned her to follow him to the back.

.Okay…? Where are you taking me now?